Thursday, December 21, 2006

I took a peek at the C.v that had been sent to me. As i read through the list leading to yet more lists of accomplishments, my pulse quickened and i couldn't help but rest a palm against my chest because i felt overwhelmed and.. slightly dizzy. Linguistically a genius, the cunningness not at all concealed; Musically learnt, and as always i think of the nimbleness and quickness of concert performers; Academically.. I figure i counted 2 non distinctions.

How often do you meet a person who really inspires you to do more?

It would be easier if he was a complete bastard, so i could console myself with the fact that everyone hates him but unfortunately, as these things turn out, he is a total and complete sweetheart. Thanks god.

Why does intelligence in its varied forms make you/me/us wet? For women perhaps it's linked to an inherent need to want to choose a man whose able to lead you to a more secure path. But why does it affect men in the same way?

And yet- to want to do more than the nothing i'm overly familiar with- How can it be bad?

How could I have felt so weak and so passive at twenty and feel so strong now?
It is so wonderful. - Anais Nin at 69

Monday, December 18, 2006

Is tiredness a good excuse?

Moi: Do you have any idea what her age is?
BD: Don't know, never asked. Know shes the same age as her hubbie though.
Moi: Uh. But... You know how old he is right?
BD: Yeah. 34.

Sometimes, it's better to just let some things pass :)

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Why do people who speak the same dialect, so foreign their accent makes your tongue curl involuntarily, like to talk loudly in enclosed spaces in english with a hurting captive audience?